The Day I Decided to Become a Nurse

Walking through a path in woods in the winter.

20 years ago today, I decided to become a nurse.

I watched, all night, as my brother died of cancer.

I had no idea what was happening.

I never wanted to be in that place again.

Of not knowing.

He refused conventional care.

Tried some “alternative” treatments.

All systems failed him.

I knew there had to be a better way.

I’ve spent the past 20 years searching.

There was no path. At least that I could see.

It drove every career decision.

I sacrificed a lot.

Which is now evident.

As a result, I’ve helped others.

I broadened my creativity.

I honed my curiosity.

I learned discernment.

I sought credibility.

I witnessed humanity.

I listened.

I unearthed beauty.

I danced whenever possible.